ᴛᴜᴛᴏʀ- ᴊʏᴀᴛᴛ

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       the halls of the school are dark and scary, followed by stares from multiple people, who can see right through you. knowing all your secrets. that's how i feel.

but everyday we're forced to walk down those halls. people socializing, whispering, staring. it's a little too much for someone like me. someone who has suffered with social anxiety since the first day.

and now i have to step out of my shell, "be brave". how can i achieve something so big, if i can't even speak infront of a class? well, i don't know. but what i do know is, i have to survive. i have to survive talking to people, 2 hours of my day, to survive.

what is this "big thing" you ask? well, my parents aren't ever around. and when they are, they make excuses to go off again. i'm used to the $10.00 they leave me to survive off of. but i am a growing boy, and gummy worms and stale fries wont hold me down forever.

so i have to make money.

by tutoring.

talking.

fuck.